"OHAYO KUCHIKI-SAN-AUGH!"
…It was loud as any other day.
Rukia took a step to her left just in time to avoid the human-missile attack, which ended up smashing into the classroom door behind her instead. "Ohayo, Asano-kun," she greeted Asano Keigo with a fake smile.
Keigo jumped up and saluted, completely ignoring the stream of blood falling down his forehead. "As expected of the lovely student representative; you are always quick on your feet. My love for you only grows stronger by the day. Kuchiki-san!" he squealed as he tried to hug her again but ended up kissing the ground when Rukia swung her bag and knocked him down on ground.
Rukia smiled at his twitching form as she made her way to her seat.
"Geez Rukia, I don't know how you can stand him jumping at you like that day after day," Arisawa Tatsuki said, "Why don't you just get rid of him once and for all?"
"I could," Rukia tapped her chin with her finger as if thinking before ginning up at her friend, "But it's kind of stress-relieving to see guys like him getting hurt like that once in awhile."
"You're amazing, Kuchiki-san," Mizurio Kojima chuckled, "You sure know how to play with a man's heart."
"Aw, you're so cute, Rukia!" Matsumoto Rangiku squealed, hugging her smaller friend against her large bosoms.
Rukia let out an awkward chuckle while patting her friend's arm. "A-arigatou… I can't breath," she wheezed.
"Let go of her before you suffocate her," someone said by the door. Matsumoto turned back to see Abarai Renji walking into class. The red head paused for a second before kicking Keigo on the ground. "Still not giving up are you?" he asked before he reached the girls.
Matsumoto pouted as she started wiggling her upper body with Rukia still in her arms. "I'm not hurting her. Why do you hate it whenever I try to show affection to Rukia?"
"Because you have a tendency to show your affection in a dangerous way," he reasoned.
Matsumoto reluctantly released her hold and Rukia popped out from between her bosoms, gasping for air. Tatsuki grinned before smacking her petite friend on the back to help her breathe. "I think today's a new record!" she teased.
Rukia glared at her before looking at her childhood friend. "Thanks Renji."
The red head merely shrugged before going to his seat behind her.
Ding ding ding!
The school bell finally rang but nobody really paid too much attention to it since there was no teacher in the room.
Sweet.
"Okay kids, settle down!"
Never mind.
Rukia sat in her usual spot next to the window as Ishida Uryuu came in.
"Okay guys," he started, "as you know, you guys will be having a new homeroom teacher who will also be your new literature teacher since Ochi-sensei is on maternity leave." Everyone cheered at this news. Uryuu sighed as he pushed up his glasses. "ANYWAYS!" he shouted over the noise, "I want to introduce to you guys your new teacher." He looked over to the door and nodded.
And in came the most unexpected person, ever.
Rukia wasn't paying much attention until she saw something orange from the corner of her eye. She slowly looked to the front of the class only to see…
"Ohayo. Watashi wa Kurosaki Ichigo desu. Dozoyoroshiku."
No fucking way!
Placed into a state of complete shock, Rukia was about to jump up and yell, when suddenly…
"WHAT?"
…someone else already beat her to it.
Rukia looked over to see Tatsuki standing up with an even more shocked face. "What the fuck are you doing here, Ichigo?" she asked.
Everyone gasped when they heard her use their teacher's first name and talking to him in a familiar way.
Ichigo smirked. "Hey there, Tatsuki. I haven't seen you since you were in middle school."
"No shit," she crossed her arms across her chest, "That was when you moved away to go to college."
There was another gasp of surprise.
"Um, Tatsuki," Matsumoto poked her friend from the side, "How do you know the new hunk?"
Tatsuki raised an eyebrow before pointing at Ichigo. "What the fuck are you talking about? Him? A hunk? I think you might need to get your eyes checked, Rangiku."
Ichigo glared at her. "Glad to know your manners haven't changed."
Tatsuki ignored his remark and continued. "This guy used to live here in Karakura and he babysat me and a few others in this classroom before he moved away."
Uryuu looked at his friend and raised an eyebrow. "You babysat kids?"
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I watched other kids along with my sisters when I was younger." When Uryuu kept giving him suspicious looks, Ichigo groaned. "I needed some money!" he reasoned.
"Right," Uryuu smirked before looking back at the students. "Please sit back down, Arisawa," he said.
But as Tatsuki sat back down someone else jumped up.
"ICHIGOOOO!"
Keigo, who was still on the ground next to the door, jumped up and flew towards his old babysitter. "I HAVE MISSED YOU MY SENPAI OF PORN—AUGH!" Before Keigo could get too close to him, Ichigo threw out a huge fist, which collided with the young teen's face.
"Glad to know you're still the same too, Keigo," Ichigo scowled, while still kicking Keigo to the ground each time he tried to grab him.
Uryuu cleared his throat to get back everyone's attention. "Anyways, I have to get going since I have my own class to attend to. Will the class rep please stand up?"
"…"
Silence.
Everyone turned to stare at Rukia who was still staring at the orange head like he had another head.
"Class rep?" Uryuu called again.
Renji leaned over his desk and lightly tapped his best friend on the shoulder. "Oi! Rukia!"
Rukia jerked to attention and quickly stood up. "H-hai."
Upon hearing a familiar name, Ichigo froze before slowly looking up. It can't be… Before he could finish his thought process the very person he was thinking about was standing in front of him and staring at him with the same amount of disbelief.
Their eyes met.
Uryuu eyed her suspiciously before speaking. "I want you to help Kurosaki-sensei today. He doesn't know everyone yet and I'm entrusting you to be a model student in front of your fellow classmates."
Rukia looked away from Ichigo to lightly bow at Uryuu. "Hai, Ishida-sensei."
Uryuu nodded before patting Ichigo on the shoulders. "They're all yours," he said before walking out, making sure to walk over Keigo's unconscious form.
Rukia slowly sat back down, keeping her eyes glued to the ground to avoid eye contact with Ichigo again. It wasn't until Rukia finally sat down that Ichigo was able to look away and open the attendance book. He cleared his throat and started roll call.
Rukia sucked on her empty juice box thinking over the events of the day. Not only was Ichigo her new literature teacher, but he was her neighbor-teacher. Not to mention the fact she went to his apartment yesterday.
This cannot be happening, she inwardly groaned while running a hand through her dark hair.
"Oi, Rukia, you okay?" Renji asked as he sat down in front of her.
Rukia nodded as she continued playing with her juice box.
It was lunch time and like always, Rukia was sitting in the grassy field next to a huge tree with her friends sitting around her.
"So, how did you guys like that new teacher?" Renji asked.
"Che, he looks weak," Madarame Ikkaku snorted.
"But his hair is beautiful," Ayasegawa Yumichika said, flipping back his glossy hair. "I wonder where he got it done."
"Nowhere because that's his natural color," Tatsuki announced.
Everyone looked at her in shock, except Rukia. She was just thankful she was sucking on the empty juice box just then or else she might have said what Tatsuki just said. Thank you Kami!
"Is that even possible?" Matsumoto asked. "Isn't he Japanese?"
Tatsuki nodded. "I think his mother was a half English or something like that. One of his sisters has light brown hair."
Rukia immediately thought back to the pictures she saw back at Ichigo's apartment. "How old are his sisters?" she asked.
Tatsuki tapped her chin while thinking. "I think they're around two years younger than us. They're fraternal twins. I remember playing with them a lot. His sister Karin and I would always think of new ways to annoy Ichigo," she snickered.
"Ahhh, I remember those days," Keigo said, smiling up at the skies as tears streamed down his face in memory. "He used to beat me up because I would go through his father's medical books about sexual autonomies."
As Keigo continued rambling on and on a loud 'beep' ran across the school campus.
"Will Kuchiki Rukia of 3-2 report to the staff room? Will Kuchiki Rukia of 3-2 report to the staff room?" Someone announced through the intercom.
"Well, that's me," she said as she stood up and dusted off her skirt.
"What did you do this time?" Renji smirked. "Beat up another underclassman for flipping up your skirt?"
Rukia rolled her eyes. "Please. If something like that happens again, I'd beat up that kid so he'd never be able to speak again." She picked up her empty lunch box and handed it to Tatsuki. "Can you put this back in my bag when you guys go to class?"
Tatsuki took the empty bento and nodded. "No problem."
With a quick "thanks," Rukia ran back into the school building and made her way to the staff room, which was in the third floor. It only took her a few minutes to run up the stairs and finally reach the room. Before entering, Rukia stopped in front of the door and took in several deep breaths to control her breathing before sliding the door to the side and walking in.
"Um, excuse me. I was told to come here?" she called out.
"You sure are fast, Kuchiki," Uryuu said before nodding his head to the side. "Please go help Kurosaki-sensei with organizing his class lists."
Rukia stiffened. "E-excuse me?"
"What?" Uryuu raised an eyebrow. "I thought I asked you to help the new teacher this morning. Did you already forget?"
"N-no, no!" She shook her head. "I'll go right now." Without looking back, Rukia quickly stepped away from Uryuu and made her way to where Ichigo was shuffling through stacks of paper. "Ano, Ichi—Kurosaki-sensei?"
Man, did that taste foreign in her mouth.
Ichigo stopped in the middle of this scavenger hunt when he heard the unexpected and somewhat creepy voice. He cautious looked up only to see Rukia looking down at him. "Rukia?"
Upon hearing her name come out of his mouth so casually, Rukia narrowed her eyes while speaking loudly in a fake, high pitch tone. "Sensei, do you need any help? As the number one student in my class, it is my duty to help out as much as possible." Rukia paused for a second to see several teachers looking her way and nodding their head in approval. But as Ichigo kept staring at her like she was crazy, she quickly pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed her eyes. "I'm so sorry I didn't come sooner, sensei. But my fellow students needed me to help them. But I guess it's not a good enough excuse since you won't let me help you. Gomenasai, sensei. I promise to do much better so please stop looking at me like that," she sniffed.
Now he was irritated. "What the fuck are you—"
"Watch your mouth, Kurosaki," Uryuu threatened from across the room. "You're in front of one of our brightest students who could bring good reputation to our school. So stop bothering her."
"I didn't do anything!" he shouted pointing a finger at her. "She's just making shit up—"
"Gomenasai! Please don't fight because me!" She was just making this worse…and the worst part was that Ichigo could tell she was enjoying this, seeing him getting glared at by his fellow teachers.
"Why I ought a—"
"Kurosaki-kun!"
Ichigo was unable to finish his threat when suddenly a brunette, big busted woman flew at him from the side, her arms wrapping around his chest, squeezing him tightly against her.
"I can't believe it's really you!" she squealed. "Ishida-kun told me but I didn't believe him until I saw you myself!"
"I-Inoue?" he screamed, noticing who it was from the glinting hairpins on either side of her head.
The woman stepped back, smiling, her arms still around his chest. "Yup! It's been a few years, Kurosaki-kun!"
"Ichigo," called out a low, brass voice.
Ichigo looked up to see Chad walking into the staff room. "Chad! Where were you this morning? I didn't see you during the staff meeting."
Chad nodded before replying. "There are some students who come early in the morning for training. I help them."
"Oh," Ichigo nodded his head. "Well, I guess you're the lucky one who can skip out on those boring meetings seeing how you're the gym teacher and they don't really help you."
Chad nodded his head in agreement.
"Ahem!"
The three turned to the source of the sudden cough to see Uryuu standing in front of them. He looked between Ichigo and Orihime, shaking his head. "I know we're all good friends and everything but please reframe yourselves from displaying too much friendliness, especially in front of co-workers and students."
Ichigo quickly yanked Orihime's arms away from him as the glares from throughout the room, especially those from other men, intensified. Not to mention Rukia was looking at him with a blank stare, which could mean anything to 'I'm going to kill you' to—
Wait, why am I so bothered by what the midget might think? He thought to himself before awkwardly smiling to the staff. "Sorry about that," he waved, though it really didn't help much. He sighed, already feeling the burden on his shoulders growing. Great, another thing I need to be careful about; Inoue attacking me and my new co-workers thinking I'm some player with a bad attitude. He grabbed a piece of paper, looking back at his student. "Ru—"
"Kuchiki," Uryuu suddenly interrupted.
Rukia was shaken out of her daze when she heard her name. "Hai?"
Uryuu came up and handed her a different piece of paper. "This is the new list of clean-up duties. I modified it to fit better with the new schedule and the new teacher."
Ichigo glared at his friend. "Isn't that my job?"
Uryuu merely shrugged his shoulders. "I had a feeling you might not finish it in time for tomorrow. Besides, I'm more organized than you."
Ichigo was about to retort when Orihime suddenly chipped in. "I have an excellent idea!" she grinned widely, quickly getting the attention of the staff plus one student. She looked at the two men with sparkles in her eyes. "Let's go out for dinner tonight! We should celebrate Kurosaki-kun's employment into our school. Then we should go karaoke!"
Everyone in the room cheered in agreement, while Chad merely nodded and Uryuu sighed before also nodding his head. It wasn't often they get to drop their work and go out for a drink…without getting in trouble from the principal.
Orihime smiled when Rukia suddenly caught her eyes. "Oh! I didn't realize you were still here, Kuchiki-san. But I hope you realize you can't come with us," she bent down to Rukia's level with one hand on her hip and another hand in the air, wagging her index finger in front of Rukia like a mother would towards a naughty child. "You're still too young to drink."
Rukia looked at her school's nurse and smiled. "Of course. I was just wondering if Kurosaki-sensei had anything else he needed help with." Before Ichigo could say anything about the piece of paper he still held the bell suddenly rung. "Oh! That's the end of lunch. I guess I should go back to class now," Rukia bowed before quickly exiting through the door.
"Ru—"
"I can't wait for tonight!"
Why is everyone interrupting me? Ichigo screamed in his head when Orihime suddenly squealed. And by then Rukia had already shut the door, disappearing into the school hallway.
A sigh came from Ichigo as he looked down at the paper in his hand. Student Information: Name, Address, Phone Number, Email, Extra Information. He really needed to update his student information sheet so he could send emails about the new books he was assigning this week. Maybe he should visit Urahara…
Rukia waved back before leaving her group of friends to turn the corner to the corner of her apartment. She released a long sigh as she slowly walked the remaining meters to her place.
Today's been a lousy day. First, Urahara was all out of Chappy-shaped chocolate bars before school. Second, her favorite teacher left for maternity leave. And third—
Rukia's thought process stopped and she also halted to a stop. She was thinking carefully about the third reason why today was a bad day, when her eyes narrowed.
She looked to left at her apartment building then to the right where's Ichigo's apartment was. She looked back and forth several times before checking her watch. It was only 4:15pm. Even if he went out drinking, he wouldn't be that late, would he? Especially when it was a school night…
Rukia let out a frustrated groan before stomping her way over to his apartment.
Ichigo groaned as he made his way up the stairs. He could feel the alcohol playing with his body. Usually he'd quit before getting too drunk but Inoue was so persistent to get him drunk, saying today was a celebration, that he had a little bit too many. Not to mention he and Uryuu had a little drinking battle again. Man, everything is a competition with that bastard, he thought.
It was nice seeing Inoue again since he hadn't seen her since they graduated from high school, along with Ishida and Chad… but sometimes that girl was too crazy for him. How she became a nurse was beyond him.
However, Chad was different. That big guy always had a thing for taking care of people younger than him. Not to mention he always was a mentor-like person. The fact he was now the school P.E. teacher was no surprise to the orange head. He was happy to accept a new job back at his hometown where all his friends were also working in the same place.
Ichigo finally made his way up the last step when he looked up to see an unexpected visitor sitting outside his door. He smirked. "Shouldn't you be doing your homework?"
Rukia's head jerked up and she stared at him as he approached her. She was sitting with her back against his door, knees popped up and her head resting on it. She's been waiting since school ended, and now it was…she checked her watch to read the time. "It's past midnight. Shouldn't you be home grading papers instead of drinking?" she retorted, "Are you drunk?"
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Please. I'm an adult; I know how to hold my drinks."
Without a word she stood up as Ichigo opened the door to his apartment and entered, leaving it open for Rukia to follow. As soon as she closed the door, Rukia lifted her bag and slammed it against the back of Ichigo's head.
"OUCH! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?" Ichigo yelled, falling onto his knees and clutching his throbbing head with both hands.
"For being an idiot!" she screeched. She gave a big push, shoving Ichigo into his apartment. But Ichigo turned around and grabbed her wrist at the last moment, causing both of them to fall inside the apartment, Rukia landing on top of him.
Rukia groaned before lifting her head off of his rock-hard chest. She looked down and glared. "Why didn't you tell me you were my new teacher?"
Ichigo looked up and glared back. "I didn't know!" he shouted, "Heck, I didn't even know you were in high school!"
"Then what do you think I was wearing on the first day we met!" She reasoned. She placed her hands on his chest and pushed herself up into a sitting position.
Ichigo bit his lower lip, cursing a thousand curses in his head. "How do you expect me to remember things like that? I don't exactly have the best memory in this town, you know!"
Rukia ran her hands through her hair before pulling on its ends. "This cannot be happening," she groaned.
"You're telling me," Ichigo snorted, propping himself up on his elbows. "But why is this a big deal?" he suddenly asked.
Rukia stiffened for a second, staring at him as if he was the biggest idiot in the world. "Because! We're neighbors!"
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "So?"
"So? SO?" Rukia smacked his forehead. "Do you have any idea what's going to happen if the school finds out that I live close to my 'sensei' and I've been in his apartment? Alone?" she emphasized.
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "I have better taste that that," he spat out. He quickly earned another smack. "Will you stop that?" he yelled, grabbing her wrist and keeping them immobile on top of his chest.
"I will when you stop being an idiot!" she shouted back.
The two grinded their teeth together as they held a small glare-battle.
THAT was when Ichigo noticed the position they were in. And he couldn't help but smirk.
Rukia immediately noticed the sudden change in his expression. "What are you smirking about?" she asked.
"You know," he started, "If anyone from school is to know about this, they'll see you as the perpetrator and me as the victim."
"What?"
Ichigo's smirk grew bigger before he thrust his hip upwards.
And that was when she felt it.
Rukia looked down to see her legs straddling his hips. And yes, she looked like the attacker when in most cases it should be the other way around.
"Seems like Miss. Number One is blushing," Ichigo teased, trying to get a better look at Rukia's face which was hidden by her hair. "Are you embarrassed? After all, you were the one who was waiting for me, hit me, and push me down."
Rukia gulped. She quickly controlled the red hue on her face before looking up, glaring at Ichigo. "Don't think for a second you're intimidating me." She yanked her constrained hands out of his grasps before smacking his head again. "You don't scare me," she said before lifting one of her legs off the ground to get off of him.
But before she could get too far, Ichigo grabbed her wrist again, twisting their body around, and landed on the ground with Rukia suddenly underneath him and him on all four, hovering over her petite body.
"What the fuck are you doing?" she asked, glaring up at him.
Ichigo smirked down at her. "I think I had a little too much to drink. I might be drunk after all."
However, instead of showing fear or a blush like before, Rukia merely looked up at him with an evil look. "You're not scaring me in the least."
Ichigo stared at her in silence for a few seconds before letting out a sigh. "True. You might not be scared of me, but someone could attack you like this someday. Prepare yourself," he advised before sitting up. He held out a hand to offer some aid but Rukia just propped herself up before smacking him over the head.
"That's for being an idiot."
Ichigo rubbed the sore spot on his head before standing up. He looked over to see Rukia straightening out her clothes before grabbing her bag. "I'm leaving," she said made her way to the door.
As she opened the door, Ichigo called out. "Rukia!"
The petite girl turned around to see him leaning against the wall with that annoying smirk on his face. "What?" she hissed.
"Come to school early tomorrow. I need you're help with something," he said. "At least an hour or so earlier."
Rukia rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she replied before walking out the door, which quickly closed behind her.
A/N: Phew, that was long! Hope some of you guys liked that semi-fluff in the end. I wanted it to add more smut but decided against it. It's too early.
FYI: some characters I address by their first name (Ichigo, Rukia, Tatsuki, etc.) while others I write down their surname (Matsumoto, Hinamori, Hitsugaya, etc.). Sorry if that confuses anyone of you guys; I just write as I feel most comfortable with. I do read their complete name with their surname first, just like how they do in Japan. So if that bothers anyone, again, I apologize.
Anyways, REVEIW! please!
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